Matthew Lewis In Me Before You Novels & Stories

"And I'm glad you didn't cancel. You deserve this." Just then, my phone buzzes in my purse. I pick it up to see a text from Lewis: "I'm outside." I quickly text back: "Be down in a minute." I kiss Mom goodbye and head for the front door. Part of me still can't believe I'm doing this. The last time I put myself out there, it ended in heartbreak. But something about Lewis feels different. Maybe it's the mate bond, or maybe it's the gentle way he looks at me, like I'm precious but not fragile.

"Step forward and claim your Lunar Match." Matthew stood. He was breathtaking—hair like spun gold, clad in silk-trimmed leathers that cost more than our entire village. In my last life, I had preened when he walked toward me, and Lily’s face sank at the sight of how wealthy my match was. But this time Lily stepped forward before Matthew even reached the center of the circle. She looked at me with a smirk that she tried to hide behind a trembling lip. "I believe the spirits have spoken, Sister," Lily said aloud, her voice sweet as honey. "Matthew’s token... it matches mine.”

She looked at the person in front of her as if he was a deranged animal, she looks towards Elijah to find him looking at Matthew like he was an alien from another planet and she mentally agrees with him 'me too buddy me too'. Matthew is wearing a honey-blonde wig that belongs to Courtney that she had worn once for one of the Halloween parties, the wig reaches his shoulder and dare she say that he looks terrible in it, the speaker is playing the song 'Who Runs The World' by Beyonce while he twerks with his back to them. Wait, scratch that he's not twerking he's trying to twerk but failing miserably at it by simply moving his butt up and down in the air.

he snapped, voice still sharp despite his rough state. Leo slowly leaned back in the chair and smirked coldly. “You have really fallen hard, Matthew,” he said, his tone low and calm. “The great Mr Smith ,now living like a rat.” Matthew clenched his fists but said nothing, while Linda just looked away, her face unreadable. “I didn’t come here to laugh at you,” Leo added. “I came to offer you something interesting.” He said. Matthew narrowed his eyes and said, “Cut the crap. What are you talking about?” He asked.

For a second, it felt like I was ten years old again, standing in the living room before a middle school sports banquet. "Your mother told me what happened last night," Dad said quietly, his eyes focused entirely on straightening the collar of my shirt. "With Madison”. My chest tightened,bracing myself for the lecture. For the speech about responsibilities and timing. But it didn't come. Dad just finished the knot, gave it a firm, reassuring tug against my chest, and smoothed down the front of my shirt. He stepped back, looking at me for a long beat. There was a look in his eyes I don’t see very often..something proud.

I asked him cocking my head to the side and he chuckled. "That's because you look like shit every other day," Theo said and I bit my lip trying to calm myself down. "And do you really need to be a piece of shit every day?" I snapped and one of the guys burst out laughing before clearing his throat. "You are so annoying." He rolled his eyes and spread out his arms on the couch looking away. "Looks like the party just arrived," Leo said and I stood up straighter watching Matthew enter the club with two girls latched onto both his arms while his guards followed closely behind him.

“We need to talk. Privately.” “Not tonight.” Something tight moved through his jaw. He forced a smile for the people watching and placed his hand on the small of my back. The touch was light, familiar, possessive. I didn’t step away. Not yet. My father tapped a glass at the front of the room. Conversations faded. He gave a short speech about family, legacy, and the people who stood beside him. Chloe clapped at the right moments. I kept my face calm. Then Ethan stepped forward.

I've been granted early release from prison for good behavior. My three brothers come to pick me up, and they bring a dog chain with them. Ashton Scott, my eldest brother, hands it over and says coolly, "Put it on. You're not allowed to take it off until we reach the house. This is the final test. Once you pass, you'll officially be a daughter of the Scott family." Dalton Scott, my second brother, pats me on the shoulder and sighs. "You must've had a rough seven years. But that smell coming off you… You'd better shower three times before you join us at the dining table later." Preston Scott looks me up and down, his brows furrowed. "Why have you lost so much weight? But I guess it works o

My online boyfriend had been my sister's nemesis. He and my sister had been desk mates in high school, always competing for the top spot in their grade. He ranked first, while she ranked second. They could barely stand each other, yet they both ended up attending the same university in our city. Every time my sister came home for a break, she spent days complaining to me about him. This time, she came home with her suitcase and an unusually bright smile on her face. Mom teased her. "How come you did not mention your favorite nemesis this time? You seem to be in such a good mood. Do you have something going on?" My sister laughed and handed Mom a gold necklace. "Here. Your future son‑

Her mother, as well as the mashers out there, are members of the evil faction that currently rules the world. "Selene, for God's sake! Don't say anything!" Grace spoke up once more. Selene rolled her eyes, shook her head, and said something that sounded absurd to her ears. The girl laughed and then said. "It turns out that you still dare to say the name of God!" Half of the monologue was mocking. The woman with orange hair got up from her seat and crossed her legs in front of Selene. She flew her right palm to both sides of Selene's face in the next split second.